A sweep of the room made it clear who here could possibly match Si Yuhuan.
Jian Xi beca the target of public criticism.
"What are you doing here?"
Jian Xi, fearing the crowd, kept signaling to him with her eyes.
"I’m here to congratulate you for removing so many thorns from your side," he said. "I brought you a bouquet."
She had said it before; he had never taken the initiative to give her flowers.
Not only had he brought flowers this ti, but he had also done it in front of so many people.
Jian Xi walked over and took the flowers from his hand.
In the midst of everyone’s astonishnt, she threw them into the trash can.
"I’m not falling for this trick of deceiving little girls. Get lost! I don’t want to see you."
He might be shaless, but she still cared about her reputation!
Jian Xi felt like burying her head in her chest. How utterly mortifying!
Si Yuhuan stood calmly in front of everyone, holding Jian Xi’s hand. "Co with ."
"Hey! Are you just going to leave here?"
Wan Yu, patting her stomach, said, "Forget it, I’m going to eat."
Si Yuhuan was truly able to let go of everything now. Since stepping down as the wealthiest man, his changes were truly significant.
Who would believe it if it was said out loud! Si Yuhuan! Giving flowers! In public!
Wan Yu muttered to herself, "One after another, they say one thing and an another, leaving all alone and pitiful."
「...」
Jian Xi shook off Si Yuhuan’s hand and said coldly, "Instead of finding your new love, you’re here playing the devoted lover. Do you think I’m so plaything for you to summon and dismiss at will?"
"Are you angry?" he asked, a hint of laughter in his voice.
Jian Xi retorted sarcastically, "Why would I be angry? After all, I too have plenty of n to keep company day and night. It’s mutual."
"What did you say?"
Si Yuhuan swiftly stepped forward and grabbed her hand. "Did Fu Shengyuan share a room with you?"
Jian Xi, afraid he would crazily confront Fu Shengyuan, who might actually admit it, leading to unimaginable consequences, bit her lip. "It’s not him!"
"If not him, who else could it be?"
Si Yuhuan’s brow furrowed tightly. "Yan Qing reports to daily about everyone you co into contact with. Could it be..."
Yan Qing had reported today that Jian Xi went on another blind date with a group of unsuitable n. He hadn’t taken it seriously and had ordered his n to stop watching her.
"Yes! It’s the one from the successful blind date, Zhang Yaxuan!"
Zhang Yaxuan?
Si Yuhuan’s wide range of knowledge and photographic mory helped him recall. "Is that the artist?"
Jian Xi nodded. "Doesn’t he suit well? He’s a pure-hearted person involved in the arts, not abusive, and he understands romance. Most importantly, we fell in love at first sight and are preparing to get married."
After saying this, Si Yuhuan should give up, she thought. He only ca to her because he was provoked and couldn’t let go. That ridiculous bouquet was just his way of getting a foot in the door. She wouldn’t soften her heart again.
"Fu Shengyuan has been pursuing you. Would he allow this?"
Jian Xi laughed. "We’re all just playing our parts in this farce. Who takes it seriously?"
"Shaless!"
Si Yuhuan stared at her with contempt. "You truly disappoint with your fickle heart."
He passed by Jian Xi and left.
"Then stay far away from ! It would be best if we never see each other again!" Jian Xi shouted, feeling a sudden, inexplicable pain in her heart but forcing herself not to turn around.
Behind her, there was a thud.
Jian Xi turned around. Si Yuhuan had collapsed on the ground.
"Stop playing these tricks! I won’t be fooled again!"
She turned and walked away.
A mont later, Jian Xi rushed back, knelt, and supported Si Yuhuan’s head. "Are you serious?"
She quickly called Wan Yu, and they sent him to the hospital ergency room.
「Outside the ergency room.」
Wan Yu couldn’t help but complain, "You knew perfectly well his injury hadn’t healed, yet you still provoked him. If this had cost him his life, you would regret it for the rest of yours!"
The doctor said that because Si Yuhuan had fought with soone, his wound had ruptured and beco infected, causing a high fever that had nearly killed him.
"I... I didn’t know."
If she had just been reborn, Jian Xi would definitely have been able to harden her heart and let him die, but now...
Jian Xi just wanted them both to be safe and sound.
But things often go contrary to one’s wishes.
"You’re responsible for this," Wan Yu continued. "If Si Yuhuan hadn’t gone looking for you, he wouldn’t have t Si Junyan. If they hadn’t t, there would have been no fight, and the wound wouldn’t have ruptured and gotten infected."
Jian Xi looked up at her. "Are you going to say next that I should stay here and take care of him?"
Wan Yu patted her belly slightly. "How long has it been since I last wore a dress?"
She touched her belly again. "It’s not going to stay hidden much longer."
Wan Yu lowered her head. "But surely I can’t be the one to take care of him, right?"
"Who do you want to take care of?" Just then, Jian Mingcheng ca in from outside. Upon hearing Wan Yu talking about taking care of Si Yuhuan, he imdiately tensed up, exuding an icy and serious chill. It was different from Si Yuhuan’s oppressive air; he had the stern authority of a school discipline master.
Wan Yu, fearing his expression, quickly waved her hands. "No, no, no, you misheard. I was saying..."
Jian Xi, seeing her older brother’s imposing manner, deliberately teased him, "Wan Yu sees how hard it’s been on and was thinking of taking my place to care for Si Yuhuan for a month. What, Big Brother, do you object?"
Wan Yu glared at her, her eyes silently screaming, Are you trying to get killed?
Jian Xi’s gaze shot back a silent ssage, Don’t you understand the art of playing hard to get? Or how to force his hand?
Wan Yu’s eyes widened slightly in understanding. ssage received. You’re the master strategist here.
Wan Yu then said to Jian Mingcheng, "Right, I’ve thought about it. Jian Xi has been working too hard. It would be better if I take care of Si Yuhuan instead. Being beside such a handso guy, I’m not at a loss."
"Then you take care of him!"
Jian Mingcheng had originally rushed over because Jian Sirun told him Jian Xi was in the hospital, and he was worried sothing had happened to her. When he found out it was Si Yuhuan, he’d thought he would stop by for a brief visit, not expecting to encounter such a scene.
He suppressed his anger and reached to pull Jian Xi. "Let’s go."
"Hey!"
Wan Yu panicked.
Jian Xi shook her head at her.
Wan Yu looked so wronged she was almost in tears. Would this tactic really work? she wondered.
To her surprise, just as Jian Mingcheng reached the doorway, he turned back and grabbed Wan Yu. "Let’s go ho together," he said. "It’s not good for a girl to stay up late. He’s a man; he won’t die. I’ll have Cheng Yuan arrange the best caregiver for him. No one needs to stay here and look after him."
Wan Yu struggled to suppress the smile at the corner of her mouth, her heart leaping with joy as she felt her hand held tightly by Jian Mingcheng.
She savored the warmth radiating from his body, and her whole being almost flushed with heat.
This tactic really worked!
Jian Xi was speechless.
Usually, Wan Yu is as clever as a monkey, but the mont she faces the man she likes, her brain seems to seize up. Love really does make people stupid!
When Si Yuhuan woke up, Jian Sirun was standing by his side, shaking her head at him. "Was it worth it to get yourself into this state?"
Si Yuhuan coughed twice. "But she still won’t co back to ."
"You’re courting death!"
The door opened.
Yan Qing ca in. "Director Si, how are you? Feeling any better?"
"I won’t die. Help up."
Jian Sirun pressed down on his shoulder. "Don’t move around. Recover properly. If you keep acting out, you might actually die."
Yan Qing was terrified and quickly adjusted Si Yuhuan’s blanket. "You’d better rest properly. Without your life, you’ll have nothing. I’ve found the information you wanted. Zhang Yaxuan indeed has a girlfriend, and it’s your wife."
Si Yuhuan looked up, glancing at Jian Sirun, who was beside the observation equipnt jotting down notes, her expression unchanging.
He gave Yan Qing a look, and Yan Qing imdiately said, "This Zhang Yaxuan is very busy every month with his creative work, and he also has so important people to et with, so he hardly has any free ti. If your wife is with him, she’ll inevitably feel neglected. And most importantly, he has a son!"
At last, Jian Sirun turned her head.
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